Chapter 892

Ji Qingxue is happily preparing his plan, but unexpectedly, something goes wrong in the middle.

On that day, Ji Qingxue received a letter. There was no word on the letter, only a totem and some special symbols, which were used to contact each other among the Wuling people. Only the Wuling people could understand the secret words.

"Ah Yan, there are people nearby who want to see me. There must be something urgent. I have to go at once."

Nangong Yan clasped her hand: "I'll go with you."

Outside the city.

When Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue arrived, someone had been waiting there for a long time.

But when Ji Qing saw the man clearly, Ji Qing's chin was about to fall off.

Isn't this the deputy manager of fan house? How could he understand the Sorcerer's code language? Is he also a member of the sorcerer family?

When Yang Ling saw Ji Qingxue, she immediately bent down and saluted her: "see Lord Wuxian, the clansman Yang Ling!"

Then Yang Ling straightened up, smiled at Ji Qingxue and said, "how are you doing in the family? At this time, the moon pity flowers beside Mo River should also be in bloom. I really miss everything in Liusheng Valley!"

Well, I've confirmed the code. It's really a member of the family.

YUELIAN flower is a unique flower in Liusheng valley. Whenever a baby is born in the family, it will purify the body with flower juice. It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to know this.

Ji Qingxue and Nangong Yan looked at each other and felt very shocked.

The Wuling clan is really a mysterious and powerful ethnic group. It's really pervasive!

Ji Qingxue cleared her throat, squeezed out a smile on her face, and tried to make herself look friendly: "brother Yang, I'm Qingxue when I first met."

Yang Ling said hurriedly, "elder brother Yang, I can't afford the sound of Lord Wu Xian. Just call your name directly."

Ji Qingxue smiled and said, "look at your age, it's just a few years older than me. It's right to call big brother. You have to rely on big brother Yang in the future."

"Originally, I recognized you when you entered the mansion on the first day, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity to meet you. I met you today to tell you that you can't stay in fan mansion, so you need to leave quickly!"

Until then, Nangong Yan opened a golden mouth: "what do you mean!"

Yang Ling said in a deep voice: "just this morning, Fan Zheng received an anonymous letter. Your identity has been exposed."

"What?" Ji Qingxue's face was unbelievable, "how is this possible?"

Yang Ling shook her head gently: "I don't know the whole story, but you can't stay here anymore, or something will happen to you."

Fan Zheng is not a kind man. He is insidious and treacherous. Now that he knows their true identity, he will never let them go.

Ji Qingxue and Nangong Yan didn't expect that their identity would suddenly be exposed.

Ji Qingxue is very angry now. If she knows who wrote that letter, she will make that bastard become a hedgehog!

Nangong Yan's face is not very good-looking. He was put behind his back!

Who could it be? Nangong Yan suddenly saw a man in his mind - is it Sima Jingxuan?

"Oh!" Ji Qingxue suddenly remembered, "Rongsheng, Rongsheng is still in fan's house!"

If Fan Zheng had known their purpose, he would have to catch them first. It would be dangerous for Rongsheng to stay in fan's house.

Ji Qingxue pulled Nangong Yan and ran back: "brother Yang, thank you for your reminder! But Rongsheng is still in the house, so we have to go back quickly now!"

"Wu......" before Yang Ling finished speaking, the two men directly exercised their lightness skills and left.

Alas, I thought I could remind them to leave safely. Unexpectedly, I missed a step. Now I just hope they can be one step faster than Fan Zheng.

If Fan Zheng really wanted to attack Lord Wu Xian, Yang Ling twisted her neck and moved her muscles and bones: "I haven't fought with anyone for a long time."

The people of the Wuling clan don't have a counsellor!

Ji Qingxue guessed well. At the moment, Rong Sheng who stayed in the house has been surrounded by bodyguards.

"Fuck!" Rong Sheng scolded secretly. Which grandson was behind them? Otherwise, how could Fan Zheng know that they came for the roster so soon.

Fan Zheng stood by with a cold eye and an ugly expression. I think he has been in officialdom for many years. What kind of people have not seen or dealt with? Now he has been planted in the hands of several young people. How can he swallow this tone?

"Take him down!"

Hum, as long as you catch this one, the two who ran away will surely come back.

Rongsheng threw out a silver needle, all of which were right in the center of the guard's eyebrows and killed with one blow.

"Oh, you want to trap me with your wine bags? Go and have your spring and autumn dream!"

But over time, no matter how powerful Rao's voice was, he could resist the repeated attacks of such a large group of people, so he was gradually unable to do what he wanted in the crowd.

At this time, someone exclaimed, "insects! There are many insects on the ground!"

When Rongsheng looked at them, they were not ordinary insects, but poisonous insects!

Soon, the poisonous insects climbed all over the ground and made their heads numb.

The silver bell that Rongsheng had been carrying close to him suddenly rang. It was the response of the poisonous insects in the silver bell, which showed that its people were likely to stay nearby.

Master? Rongsheng looked up and saw that the ninth day was red and fell lightly on the roof.

Fan Zheng narrowed his eyes, flashing a dangerous light: "where is this yellow haired girl from? How dare you come to fan's house!"

On the ninth day of the ninth day, his face was cold and his sight was like a sharp arrow: "I don't care whether you are fan's house or hell's house. In a word, don't move this man!"

Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue also came back just in time. They stood on the roof and didn't mean to go down to help.

"Alas, we wouldn't come back if we knew he had help, right, ah Yan?"

Nangong Yan nodded very cooperatively. Ji Qingxue's joking eyes fell on the ninth day's face. The ninth day's face couldn't hang. The blush was dyed from the back of the ear to the root of the neck.

Rong Sheng was fighting hard. When he saw them standing on the roof leisurely, he was angry: "little master, did you come back to help me? Or did you come to the theatre?"

Ji Qingxue put his hands around his chest and said calmly, "I don't need my help if you look like this. Don't worry, if you wait a little longer, I will avenge you if you really die in their hands."

Rongsheng's nose was almost crooked. What master did he worship? Did he curse his apprentice to die like this?

Rong Sheng walked among the people and stared at her: "you are wicked!"

As angry as he is, Fan Zheng is also about to be blown up. What do they mean when he doesn't exist?

"Listen to me. If anyone catches any of them, I'll reward them heavily! If you can't catch them, you can weigh the consequences!"

As soon as they heard this, they immediately swarmed up and shook the silver bell on the ninth day of the ninth day to drive Gu insects to attack them.

People bitten by poisonous insects suddenly became paralyzed. They didn't even have the strength to hold a knife, let alone catch people.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, she whirled and fell to the ground. She took Rongsheng and ran to the eaves: "Rongsheng shouldn't stay here for a long time. Let's go quickly!"